The other day I was talking with one of my friends in the Pastors College and she was telling me of her struggles in dealing with her 4 children. She was wishing that she
had more joy in her daily life as she related to them, especially in the difficult moments. After talking for a little while I asked her, “Have you prayed and asked God to give you more joy?” She looked at me kind of blankly and said, “No, I guess I haven’t.”

How many of those moments have I had in my life! The reason I asked her that question was not because I am some counseling genius, but because I can so relate to her dilemma. I find myself struggling with something before it occurs to me, have I asked my God to help me? I am comforted by Romans 8:32 that reminds me, “He who did not spare his own Son but gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him graciously give us all things?”

As I look back over my life, I have seen God graciously meet me so many times as I cry out to him for both big things and little things. Even a few months ago when I was in the depths of pregnancy sickness, I would ask God for wisdom with what food to eat and grace to endure through my nausea. I was always encouraged when I turned to Him for help and found him quickly there to help. Isn’t it comforting to know that just as God gave his Son for us, He is always there and ready to meet us in all things?